Page 141 of Soul of the Chaos

She sank down with a rumble of delight.

“Then don’t.” Sasha purred, raking her nails over my chest and leaving scratch marks in their wake as her wolf came out to play. “Lead with me at your side. Mongrel and Silver, too. I know they’re not your mates in the same way as I am, but we’re connected now. All three of us. And we’re here for you, alpha. We want to make that burden a little easier to bear.”

She nibbled delicately along my jaw. Rubbing my scruff against her cheek, she bared her neck in delicious temptation. I shuddered, pulling her tighter to my chest as I thrust up suddenly into her wet heat. My little alpha was turning the tables. Showing me restraint. And my beast wasn’t having any of it. He wanted more than a few licks and teasing scrapes against my flesh. He wanted her claiming mark branded deep into his skin.

Sasha moaned as I sawed in and out a few more times before I slowed. “Simple as that, huh? You’re gonna offer up the rest of your life to make mine easier?”

“Oh, nothing in life comes for free, alpha,” Sasha smirked, echoing my own words from the dining room back at me.

Her hands pressed down on my pecs and she lifted up off my body—my dick barely kissing her pussy’s entrance—before slamming back down. Fuck. My mate was right. This impossible woman was always right. No more waiting.

I gripped her hips and helped her pound, up and down, onto my shaft.

“The Soul Reapers taught me that,” she panted. “I expect you to work for my loyalty, too.”

“Oh yeah? And what kind of payment are we looking at?” I growled.

Fisting my hands into her ebony hair, I tugged her head back to expose that beautiful neck. Her eager moan urged me to hold tighter, plunge deeper, and I was at her mercy. Hopeless to do anything but obey my little alpha’s every wish.

“The salacious kind,” Sasha moaned, rolling her hips that next time we crashed together so the head of my cock hit that spot deep inside her. She mewled and scratched at my chest again, clenching me like a vice. “Lots and lots of it.” Our bodies moved together in the grace reserved for mates. “Wild fucking or sweet love making, I’m not fussy, Grimm. But I want it all. Give me all of you.”

I sat up, licking a stripe along the creamy expanse of her throat, preparing her for where I planned to sink my teeth deep into her most vulnerable flesh.

“Do it, Grimm,” she begged. “Take me.”

“Woman, you fucking had me the day you jumped into my arms in the middle of a bar fight while the world burned down around us.”

With a roar I unleashed my animal, letting the need for her consume me. I rolled my hips up to meet hers in a wave of carnal desire old as time. The wet slap of our skin only drove the incessant need inside both of us higher.

“Claim me!” Sasha screamed. “Bite me, Grimm, or so help me Goddess, I will hound your fucking ass until the next Chaos. I will nip at your heels until your bite takes on my skin.”

Her bloodthirsty threat coiled in my gut, drawing my balls up tight against my body.

With a last shaky breath, I licked the line of her neck. Noticing Mongrel’s claim at the base. My beast snapped at my flanks for being the last to claim our precious alpha mate, but I shoved his complaint to the side. Locking my teeth around her pulsing jugular.

It was a bold move. A dominant like Sasha would never allow a riled-up wolf she didn’t completely trust near her like this. I was literally taking her life in my hands.

After going rigid in primal shock, Sasha sobbed once and collapsed into my arms, relaxing completely. “I’m yours, Grimm.”

My teeth sunk carefully past the layer of her skin, allowing blood to flood my mouth but not so deep as to rend the flesh away. This act was a vow deeper than words, the ultimate test of the wild inside me. The proof that neither I nor my beast would ever hurt our little alpha.

Her body convulsed under my claim, her pussy exploding in ecstacy. My own release followed shortly after hers as I sucked her precious lifeblood into my body then worked my jaw carefully free, to lick the wound with infinite tenderness.

With a savage snarl, Sasha lunged. Sinking her teeth deep into the skin of my shoulder right where it met the neck and grinding deep into my soul. She held nothing back of the wild animal I’d put inside her. She let me feel it all as her beast branded me with her proud claim.

We cried out when the magic took hold. The power of the Blood Moon Goddess throbbed in our veins as the mating bond locked into place. A wicked pulse whipped through the pack bond in a shocking rush of power as their two alphas became one.

I marveled at Sasha’s bright euphoria, sending my own joy spiraling higher. Then, as the intense elation settled, only a profound sense of peace remained. Our souls wrapped around one another in contentment. We had finally come home.

No sooner had that thought landed when a sudden gripping fear took hold. Squeezing my heart in terror. Sasha sat up and stared at me as I struggled to draw in a breath, let alone express myself in words. I couldn’t look her in the eye so I turned my face away to hide the useless tears as reality returned.

“You’re leaving. With your people, your mates.” My voice sounded dull, lifeless. Didn’t matter if I sounded pathetic. Had to get the words out. “Your stuff is still packed in that dinged up cage, ready to go.”

All at once, Sasha relaxed. Her wolf rumbled as my mate let out a lusty sigh, rolling her eyes. “Grimm,” she spoke softly but sternly. “Haven’t you been listening to a thing I’ve said?”

“I heard,” I grumbled, cheeks flushing with uncertainty as she pulled my chin back round to face her.

“Good. Then you know I’m not going anywhere.”

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